"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
Xu Wendong was sitting on his bed cultivating when his phone buzzed beside him, displaying Elder Fang’s phone number.
"Big brother, what’s your command?" Xu Wendong answered the call with a smile.
Elder Fang chuckled and asked, "How is your work progressing in Haicheng?"
"Well..." Xu Wendong replied helplessly, "it’s only my second day on the job. What progress could there be?" He felt as if Elder Fang was mythologizing him.
Elder Fang said, "The waters in Haicheng run deep and murky. If you can achieve sothing there, your next step will be directly into the North!"
Xu Wendong felt a stir in his heart.
It wasn’t that he wanted to go North.
But one thing was obvious.
If he could enter the North, it would an receiving a great deal of the power of the nation’s fate, which would greatly benefit his cultivation.
Xu Wendong asked, "By the way, big brother, what have you been busy with lately?"
"There’s a nice sanatorium here in Haicheng. You can co over to relax when you have the ti! It’d be nice for the two of us to gather more often."
"Sure," Elder Fang readily agreed.
During those years of illness, he hadn’t gone out at all. Now that his condition was completely healed and it was the season of blossoming spring, it was ti to go out, relax, and witness the splendid landscapes of the motherland.
"Alright, we’ll keep in touch by phone when you get here."
After a few more casual words, Xu Wendong hung up the phone and let out a light sigh: "To stand firm in the officialdom, you need a strong backing!"
Indeed.
Xu Wendong didn’t invite Elder Fang to Haicheng without reason; it was purely to seek influence.
However.
It wasn’t for himself.
It was for Chen Guoan.
As work ti approached, he dressed, took the elevator down to the ground floor, and saw that Liu Shii and her husband were already waiting.
For so reason.
He felt that Liu Shii’s gaze toward him had undergone so transformation. Although it still carried admiration and respect, it seed to contain so inexplicable emotions as well.
This left him puzzled.
Nevertheless, he said nothing more, and the three of them headed straight for the city planning bureau.
On the other side.
In the sanatorium.
"Old leader, how are you feeling now?" Wang Jun stood nervously by Chen Guoan’s bedside.
Chen Guoan chuckled lightly, "It’s just a pound of white wine, nothing serious." He reached out, signaling Wang Jun to help him up.
Wang Jun imdiately helped the old leader up, showing a sincere smile: "I ant, how is your health?"
Chen Guoan couldn’t help but sigh, "Xu Wendong is truly a remarkable person. After his treatnt, I feel much more at ease!"
Wang Jun said, "Old leader, I can’t understand. With such miraculous dical skills, why did Xu Wendong choose to switch to politics?"
Chen Guoan laughed, "Practicing dicine can’t save the nation!"
Wang Jun smacked his lips, "True!"
After a pause, he nervously asked, "Old leader, there’s sothing I don’t know if I should ask."
Chen Guoan asked back, "Are you wondering if I can return to my previous post?"
Wang Jun, whom he had promoted himself, was soone he understood well.
"Yes."
Chen Guoan shook his head, then was helped into a wheelchair, which he steered outside using the control stick. Today’s weather was excellent, and he wanted to bask in the sun.
"I have been away from that position for several years. Even if my illness is completely cured, I can’t go back," Chen Guoan spoke with deep helplessness in his words.
After all, many people had their eyes on his previous position; once he left, soone would imdiately fill his place.
Wang Jun also sighed.
He wasn’t worried about his own situation.
He was mainly troubled that the old leader had struggled to reach that position, only to lose everything due to an illness. It was sothing even he, an outsider, found hard to accept.
At that mont.
A young man’s voice ca from next door: "Hurry up, we must finish cleaning here today!"
The two looked in the direction of the voice and saw a large group of cleaners tidying up the adjacent three-story building’s hygiene, numbering around a dozen or two, so cleaning, others trimming flowers.
"This display, it’s a bit much!" Wang Jun whispered.
Chen Guoan asked the leading staff mber in the neighboring yard, "Xiao ng, is soone moving in?"
The young man nad Xiao ng quickly ran over, apologizing with a smile: "Vice Governor Chen, are we disturbing your rest? Sorry, sorry, I’ll have them lower the noise."
"It’s not disturbing," Chen Guoan asked, "If I’m not mistaken, is soone important from the province coming?"
He was curious to know who would co here for rehabilitation.
Could it be his old colleagues?
Xiao ng shook his head repeatedly: "I don’t know who’s coming, but the dean just called saying to tidy up quickly. The person is arriving tomorrow."
Chen Guoan waved his hand: "Alright, carry on with your work!"
After Xiao ng left, Wang Jun cautiously asked, "Leader, do you think a significant figure might appear? If that’s the case, wouldn’t your return to hosting work be set?" His eyes shone with a dazzling light.
If the old leader could return to host work, he could also leave this place and resu his previous position.
Not only that.
With Chen Guoan as his backing, he could even advance further in his career.
After all.
He was falsely accused in the first place.
Chen Guoan shook his head with a smile: "Just as my illness is cured, a major figure appears. Don’t you find this too coincidental?"
"Also, indeed, there are significant figures in the province. Those significant figures possess many privileges and can easily alter a person’s career path, even their destiny."
"But surely you don’t believe those significant figures can decide my destiny, right?"
A simple speech left Wang Jun speechless.
Only now did he realize.
His old leader was a significant figure in his own right.
Chen Guoan flexed his slightly stiff shoulders and mumbled, "Let’s forget about returning to host work; it only brings trouble unless... that person lives next door!"
Wang Jun’s pupils trembled, knowing whom the old leader was referring to.
Indeed.
If that person intervened.
With just a word, the old leader could return to his previous post and continue working.
After all, that person’s influence was at its peak.
But...
Could it really be that person living next door?
Surely there couldn’t be such coincidences in this world, right?
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